Date: Sun, 11 Apr 2010 16:59:53 -0400
From: Tommy B
Subject: timmys-tent-7
Timmy's Tent
Chapter 7
You all know me from the stories about me and my friend Timmy and his
brothers. I grew up in a small farmtown in the midwest. I was pretty much
all boy and spent the summer swimming in creeks, hiking in the woods,
playing in barns, and playing baseball, kickball, football, and any other
game we could think of. Of all these things, I loved to swim more than
anything else. I've always been a good swimmer, can't even remember
learning because my mother taught us kids when we were babies. I lived
right on the edge of our town. Most of my buddies lived on farms, and
jokingly called me "city boy". There was a big public pool at the biggest
town near us but we had a smaller public pool. One of my favorite hangouts
in the summer was the local swimming pool.
Our pool was kinda small. It had locker rooms on opposite sides for boys
and girls. The boy's changing room was a big room with about four or five
long wooden benches where you could change. This story happened when I was
twelve years old. I had already had quite a few sexual encounters with
boys my age or a little older and a few things going with girls. I knew
that sometimes I liked to jack off thinking about smooth pussies and big
breasts but just as frequently, I would think about men's big dicks and
hanging balls. I really liked thick pubes on older guys and I was really
into smells as you know if you read my story about perving on Timmy's older
brother. The locker room at the pool was certainly fuel for my fantasies.
I'd try not to be conspicuous in my gaze, but I was overwhelmed by the
older teenaged guys with dicks that looked enormous to me sprouting out of
big thick hairy bushes. When this story happened, I was pretty much
hairless, except for maybe a few wisps at my crotch. I was so blonde that
the light pubic hair was hardly visible and I was envious of the older
guys, especially the ones with thick black pubes and long swinging meat and
nuts. My dick was definitely above average for my age but I felt a little
inadequate being surrounded by Timmy and his horsehung brothers.
There was one group of teenage boys at the pool that were kind of a rougher
crowd. I always liked to be there when they came in. They weren't bullies
or smartasses, just came from families with fathers who drank, or broken
families, or families with less supervision than mine. They pretty much
ignored me. I think that's why these guys were so appealing to me. They
were all handsome guys in that bad boy sorta way. They'd always hang out in
one corner of the locker room which was under the high windows in front so
they could yell out at friends and girls. They spent plenty of time
horsing around naked and I took plenty of time getting changed so I could
watch them longer. If I knew they were there, I'd often go pee and hangout
in the bathroom before changing so I could make sure and see them naked. I
guess I was a little perv when I think about it. I especially liked it
when they'd call a girl over to the window and be talking out the window
completely naked, handling their junk while they chatted up pussy.
There was one guy named Nick that I'll never forget. He was the oldest of
the group and worked as a mechanic at a shop not far from my house. He was
a high school dropout and must have been about seventeen or eighteen that
summer. Nick had those Italian type good looks, softened by his mother's
beauty. She was a hot blonde divorcee with nice tits that the whole
neighborhood gossiped about, probably because all their husbands went nuts
over her. I loved looking at her too but I was much younger than her sons
so never got to play at their house. Nick had inherited her deep brown
bedroom eyes but had longish dark brown hair. Nick was a leader in the
group of guys and was very open about being naked in the locker room for
good reason. He had one of those long lean swimmer's torsos, smooth but
for a few stray hairs in the middle of his chest and a line that ran down
the middle of his abdomen, fanning out into an incredibly thick black bush.
Under that hung a great dick which always made me catch my breath when I
saw it. It hung down at least seven or eight inches soft and topped off two
huge nuts which always hung low in their sac from the weight. He was
partially cut and the fat head of his teen cock was the size of a plum.
His ass was squared off tight and muscular, small and compact, but still
bubbled out because of his lean tight waist. His ass was sammoth and
naturally hairless except for the dark hairs in his crack which made me
wanna take a much closer look, or better yet, smell.
I always had to be careful, because, at twelve, my dick had a mind of its
own and could pop up to a bone in the blink of an eye. Sometimes I would
linger way too long at my station far across the room from the rough boys.
I'm sure now that I had to have been noticed at times but maybe not. Nick
was the main object of my attention and I remember one time I pretended my
shoelace was tied in a knot just so I could watch him, naked, telling his
buddies some story. They were always intent on him because he was
obviously the leader. I'd often see one or another of their eyes drop to
his big dick as he added motion to animate his stories. His dick would
swing and his big balls would sway as he moved. His motions were strong,
his muscles rippled. It was obvious why he stood out in the crowd.
My attention to Nick did not go unnoticed. I was a very good looking boy
at age twelve. My hair was always light blonde and my eyes are bright
green. I was very active in sports so I had a lean body, brown from the
summer's sun, smooth and tightly muscled. My mom bought me a pair of
Speedos because I loved swimming so much. There were a lot of high school
swimmers that also wore them for laps. I always wore boardshorts to the
pool but more often than not, just hung out in my Speedos. The Speedos
hugged my tight butt and presented a nice display, I'm sure. I had
definitely checked out my body, especially my butt in the full length
mirror in my parents' room and I lovedthe big bulge when my dick was
semiboned. I was pretty popular in town because I was so athletic. I'd
spend the whole day at the pool, always finding some kids to play with,
even though most of my farm buddies had work to do in the summer and
couldn't join me. Often Nick would catch my eye while he was changing or
talking. I think now that he probably realized that my being in the
dressing room at the same time as him so many times was not really
coincidence. At that time, I thought I was pretty discrete. Sometimes,
he'd throw a killer smile my way across the locker room and a few times, he
had come up behind me at the concession stand and ruffled my hair and asked
if I was gonna win a medal someday for swimming. I know I blushed and my
heart would race. I also am pretty sure that Nick knew what effect he had
on me. As for my feelings, I just felt great that this guy took any notice
of me at all. I had taken lots of notice of him.
One day, I had spent the whole day at the pool, taking a short nap in the
afternoon sun on a beach towel on the warm concrete. The rest of the day,
I swam, played chicken a few times, and showed off on the high dive, taking
verbal bets on my ability to perform difficult dives. By the end of the
day, I was wiped and it was late in the afternoon, near to closing time.
My Mom always asked me to be sure to wash off the chlorine from me and my
suit. The pool had two shower rooms. One was a big room with four shower
heads on each wall. The other was a room with two toilet stalls, a small
trough urinal, and three shower heads along a wall perpendicular to the
urinals. I seemed to always shower in there, mainly because I was still a
bit shy about being naked with the older guys. The showers were not
visible from the doorway like in the big shower room.
I was one of the last to leave the pool besides the lifeguards. The warm
water felt great on my chilled body as I stood naked under the shower head
closest to the urinal. I had washed out my worn red Speedo and placed it
up in one of the window sills. (The glass was frosted). I was lovin the
feel of the water when Nick walked in the room, naked, dick swinging as he
walked. He said "Hey little buddy!" and walked up to the urinal. I was
within 4 or 5 feet of his naked body and had my first close-up view of his
incredible butt as he pissed in the trough. His massive cock let out a
loud spray against the metal urinal and when he was done, I watched as he
flopped the long piece of meat back and forth shaking off the final
drops. When he was finished, he turned on the shower next to mine and stood
under it, letting the water pour down over his perfect body. He started
talking to me about seeing me dive and how good I was, said he "wasn't
worth shit" when it came to diving. I was pretty much tongue tied but
muttered something stupid which made him smile, whatever it was.
I don't think either of us saw it coming. He had put some soap in his hair
and had his eyes closed washing his hair. I took the chance to look at his
fat piece of meat close up. It was incredible....long, thick, and with a
partial foreskin that left the thick pink head exposed a bit. As he
stepped closer in to the shower, he bent his head back and let the water
flush the shampoo from his head. His lean abdominals rippled and his
biceps bulged as he ran his hands through his long dark hair. The movement
made his fat dick arch out even further from his body, accentuating its
length.
I felt it happening and didn't even want to look down. But I knew I was
throwing a more than semiboner right there in the shower. I was always
kinda shy about tossing a rod in front of buddies even though some of them
would get a total hardon in front of us and just laugh about it. I'd
always wondered what I would do if one popped up in the showers. Now here
I was with this guy who elicited all these youthful feelings of hero
worship, sexual ambivalence, lust, longing, all rolled up in my 6 inch
boyish hard-on. I turned toward the urinals and could not imagine how to
get out of this situation. I didn't know if any guys were in the locker
room My towel was on a bench out there so I couldn't really hide my dick.
So,stupid me, I thought "it's pretty small...maybe he won't even notice
it's hard. Maybe he'll just think I'm kind of big for my age". So I
turned back to finish my shower.
Immediately...I repeat immediately, Nick let out a "Whoa, little guy. You
must really be enjoying this shower!" I know my body turned red from my
cheeks down to my stomach. But as I looked up to say something, I could see
his incredible smile and he punched my shoulder and kept showering. Then
he started talking about being young and getting hardons all the time and
not being able to control them. He even made a crack like "think if you
had to try to hide mine". Around that time he soaped up his hairy crotch
and began to clean his dick, looking away from me. I was feeling a little
better and even took some long looks down at him lifting his monster up and
out of the way to clean under his hefty balls. He saw me looking and
flashed another smile, then let his dick drop down, a little longer and a
whole lot fatter than before. He turned his ass toward the shower and
began to clean between his muscled mounds and around his asshole, propping
one lean leg on the tiled wall which pretty much exposed his hairy crack
and pink asshole to my view, with his huge fat nuts swinging down between
his legs.
I was not even trying to not be interested and by now, my dick was
plastered rockhard against my abdomen, leaking precum out of the slit in
the pink head. I saw Nick look over his shoulder at the door, then he put
his foot down and turned, letting me see that he was almost fully hard, his
dick swollen under the work of his hands on it and his butthole. His dick
was so big that I think the weight kept it from raising all the way up but
it was twice as thick as before and arched out from his lean abdomen. He
said something like "See...you're not the only one, buddy" as he tugged on
his lengthening dick and low hanging balls, sliding his big hand along the
smooth flesh of his hot thick throbber and arching forward so the fat head
popped free of his tight foreskin. I didn't know where this would end, I
just knew I didn't want it to end. As he slowly handled his meat, jacking
his skin on and off the head, his eyes took in my body and he smiled again
and said I was beautiful. I reached down and pulled my hardon away from my
abdomen, making a fist and fucking my boymeat in and out of my soapy
palm. I could tell that looking at me turned him on more and I watched his
pink tongue lick his lips as he focused in on my young male meat. He was
on full bone by now and his big dick was really arching up out from his
crotch, drooling teengoo from the slit. He looked a bit nervously to the
door again then he said, "C'mere."
I started to turn the shower off but his hand caught mine and he told me to
leave it on. The most vivid memory of that day is of Nick walking over to
one of the toilet stalls, with his nine inch hard-on leading and his naked
muscular squared off asscheeks flexing as he walked. Just before he
entered the stall, he motioned for me to come over with his hand. I was
almost frozen in my spot but followed him over and into the stall. He told
me his buddies had already left and that he was there alone. He sat down
on the toilet seat then told me to sit down on his lap. His thick slab of
teenage meat was poking straight into the air on full hard now, and his
cockknob was shiny with precum with the thick foreskin pulled down the
shaft from his excitement. I started to get on his lap facing him but he
manually turned me around facing away from him then wrapped his strong
hands around my lean waist and pulled me onto him.
I felt his spermy hardon graze my lean buttcheeks as he pulled me in close
to him until his enormous dick popped up between my legs, its pink head now
purple and swollen, the short foreskin pulled away exposing the leaking
head to my view. His piss slit was at least an inch long and was now
pouting open. I could see thick white precum starting to drip from the head
which had grown to the size of a tennis ball. The whole thing seemed like a
movie to me, like it really couldn't be happening. My cock and balls
seemed tiny next to his set. I almost passed out as he pulled me back more
which thrust my hips slightly forward so that the length of my dick and my
balls rubbed along his rigid shaft. Our bodies were wet from the shower
and plastered together. I humped my hips up and felt the young flesh of my
boyshaft slide along the cumslick shaft of his horny fuckpole. I had to
suppress a moan as Nick ran his lips along the side of my neck and placed
his hands over my muscled chest, tweaking my nipples and sliding down my
muscled abdomen until he firmly grasped my hard cock, sliding his fist into
my naked pubes and looking down to see the clear fluid seeping out of my
sportboy boner.
I felt myself bone up harder as my 6 inch cock was totally encased in his
large strong hand. He smeared the clear precum over the head with his
thumb then pulled it up to his mouth and tasted it. "Sweet" he said then
he took another swipe and put his thumb to my mouth, rubbing it around my
lips until I understood to open my mouth so he could insert his thumb. I
lustily took his thumb in my mouth, sucking on it while I increased my
fuckmotions in and out of his gripping hand. He took my hand and placed it
on his nasty wet ponycock. I had been afraid to even feel it, not knowing
what was expected of me. I wrapped my hand around it, barely able to close
my fingers, and he led my hand in stroking up and down the shaft. I saw
white fluid collect in the wide piss slit and stuck my index finger in it.
I looked back at him and held my finger up. He smiled and sucked my finger
into his mouth all the way to my knuckle, bobbing his mouth up and down
giving my finger a hot little blowjob. I pulled it out and he licked his
lips and smiled again. He was sexy as hell. I swabbed another glob of his
rich white teencream from his leaking fuckstick onto my finger and looked
back so he could see me lick his teenscum off my finger. All the time I
kept the rhythm of fucking in and out of his tight wet fist as I reached
down and gripped his horny fuckmeat in both my hands, jacking the thick rod
and sliding the loose skin on and off the throbbing head, loving the moans
I was hearing from Nick.
I almost forgot where we were and the urgency to complete what we had begun
before being discovered. I think it was in the back of Nick's mind. He ran
his hands over my chest and kissed the side of my face. A couple of times
I turned to look at him and he caught my face in his hands and kissed me on
the mouth. I was too overwhelmed to respond but his kisses took my breath
away, nevertheless. Nick began to hunch his hips up and down, sliding the
length of his big prick along my boy cock and against my abdomen. As he
became more active, he'd raise me up until the girth of his throbbing
monstercock would separate my smooth asscheeks. Then he'd slide his big
pumped up boner forward and I'd see his fat knobbed dickhead oozing more
and more nasty wet fuckjuice on my thighs. Obviously he was on a sexhigh
from the feel of my smooth young asstrench clenching around his thick
horsecock and my hairless young balls teasing his throbbing shaft. Cupping
both of my assmounds in his hands, he was able to tighten the pressure on
his cock, using my now spermed up butt trench to jack his horny boner. I
squirmed my boybutt around as he held me until I could feel his big fingers
on my sperm moistened pucker. I moaned as I felt him use one thick finger
to tease the opening of my horny boyhole, circling the wrinkled pink hole
and allowing his fingertip to slide in just enough to tease my tight
quivering ring. He was skilled in using his finger in a shallow fingerfuck
while all the time squeezing my assmelons, varying the pressure on his
oversized meat. Reaching under me, I gripped the base of the fat shaft of
his cock where it was poking up between my thighs, barely able to get my
hand around it. Sliding my hand down further, I was amazed by his
scumbloated bullsized nuts and weighed them in my hand, giving them a
slight downward tug. This brought a groan from Nick as he lustily hunched
his pelvis up, increasing the pressure of the tug on his big sweaty nuts.
The actions got faster and faster and Nick was sweating all over me as he
gripped me around the chest tighter with one arm and used the fingers on
his other hand to continue teasing my horny boyhole. I could feel his
mouth and nose in my hair, smelling me and by now, he had half of one thick
finger lodged in my gripping anus, barely able to hold me as I screwed my
nasty fuckhole around trying to get more of his thick digit. I felt Nick
pull his hand away and he moved both hands to my chest, gripping me tight,
squeezing my firm pecs and fingering my small brown nipples. The motion of
his hips was sliding his huge cumslicked cock along my asscrack and under
my cumfilled balls. Suddenly, Nick pulled my head back and locked his lips
on mine, sinking his tongue deep into my wet mouth. His body gave a strong
thrust up and his dick towered above mine as it spurted load after load of
hot cockspew in the air, thick wet globs of pungent ballcream coating my
stomach, cock, and balls. He continued to thrust his tongue in my mouth as
he scooped some of his cum off my stomach and jacked my cock off between
his thumb and two fingers. The feel of his hot juice was too much for me
and I let off about five strong boyish squirts of trhin watery boysperm,
leaning my head back on his strong shoulder as I moaned with my intense
nut. One of my blasts had landed on my cheek and Nick leaned forward,
licking the sweet boyjizz from my face. I continued fucking my spasming
pupcock between his tight fingers as my steaming load of boyspunk mixed
with his thicker teen ballscum, dripping down my spermslicked chest and
abs.
I felt as if I had passed out. The whole thing seemed surreal, devoid of
time and place. I guess we're damned lucky we didn't get caught.
Immediately after I came, Nick pushed my hips to stand me up and said we'd
better finish our showers. I must've looked a little overwhelmed because
once under the showers he looked around then leaned over and kissed me on
the lips one more time. "Good time, dude. Thanks, little guy, You're
fucking hot. I hope this didn't freak you out". To reassure him, I stuck
my tongue out and licked a big glob of his white cum from his chest. He
smiled and pulled me toward him, kissing me and sharing some of his rich
teenspunk from my tongue. I felt like I wanted to go home with him to live
forever. After our showers we walked out at different times although there
was really no one around. We both got dressed and he offered me a ride
home. I had my bike so I had to say no. I still smelled his rich sperm on
me when I went to bed that night.
There was never a repeat. I didn't really know how to make that happen or
if he wanted anything else. After all, I was just 12. Nick never seemed
embarrassed about what happened. He acted just the same toward me as he
always had. If not for that, I probably never could have shown my face at
the pool again. I still watched him get undressed and tell his stories
naked. He still threw me those great smiles and called me "little buddy"
in the concession line. I must admit I turned into a bit of a little perv
stalker, using any excuse to ride my bike past the garage where he worked
just to catch a glimpse of him. And of course, my nightly jackoff
fantasies for awhile were of his massive cock and what girl he must have
boned with it.